Lin Qiye nodded and continued to ask, "What about the others?"
"They are still too young, so the masters continue to stay in that mysterious space to practice. That space has its own restrictions. We can only leave on our own until we are seventeen years old."
Fang Mo's birth date is only one day different from the date when the [Mortal Realm of Gods] opened fifteen years ago. He should be the oldest among all the children, and it is natural that he should be the first to come out of that space.
"What about the Great Xia God? Where are they now?" Lin Qiye asked the question that he wanted to ask the most.
Fang Mo hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
"I don't know...the masters left after they brought us into that mysterious space. Recently, when I turned seventeen and walked out of that space, I didn't see them. Even the people in the mountains
The golden afterimage has disappeared.
In that mountain range, only our cave remains."
"Disappeared?"
Lin Qiye was stunned.
Judging from the time, Fang Mo and others have been practicing in that mysterious space for three years, which should be one year in the outside world. In other words, as early as a year ago, the God of Great Xia sent these children into the mysterious space.
After the space, he disappeared with the heaven?
At this moment, Lin Qiye recalled what Shao Pingge said to him when the team was stationed in Shangjing:
"The God of Daxia is no longer in Daxia."
During this year, where did they go with Tianting?
"After joining the master, the master also told us the truth about Cangnan. He often told us that the reason why we exist is because of Master Lin Qiye." Fang Mo said sincerely, "Our souls,
Life and childhood are all given by Nanaya-sama. He hopes that we can follow in Nanaya-sama's footsteps in the future, stay by your side and be your sword and knife.
All of us admire Master Qiye very much!"
Seeing the adoring light in Fang Mo's eyes, Lin Qiye was a little embarrassed, but still tried hard to control his expression and spoke seriously:
"In any case, your current identity is the Night Watchman. Complying with the spirit and responsibilities of the Night Watchman is the first priority. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
"Well, go to bed. This should be your last peaceful sleep for a long time in the future.
Starting tomorrow, your life... will be very difficult."
…
A train was running along the railway track, whimpering in the dark night.
It was dark at night, and the lights in the carriage were gradually extinguished, leaving only the faint indicator light emitting a faint light.
At the end of the hard sleeper area, at the connection between the two carriages, several migrant workers in plain clothes were sitting on urea sacks, leaning their heads against the wall of the train, their bodies swaying slightly with the shaking of the train, amid the low and noisy train.
Amidst the creaking sound of the carriage, they lowered their heads and fell into sleep.
In the corner of this group of people, a young man was sitting on the ground beside the door of the carriage, looking up at the moonlight through the round glass on the door, wondering what he was thinking.
Lu Baoyou ran away from home for so long, and all the money he earned on the road was basically spent. He thought he wouldn't need the money after coming to Beijing, but who knew, he was kicked out of the training camp and had no choice but to return home.
With the money he had left, he couldn't afford a hard sleeper or a hard seat, so he could barely afford a seatless ticket and a small bucket of instant noodles.
As the train moved, the moon outside the window gradually receded and disappeared from Lu Baoyou's sight. He sighed helplessly, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep... Just when he was about to fall asleep, there was a harsh and noisy sound in the carriage behind him.
The cry of children rang out, disturbing everyone's sleepiness.
Lu Baoyou frowned instinctively, and the violence in his heart rose uncontrollably. He turned around and looked at the car behind him, only to see a child pointing at the instant noodles in the hand of the man in the next seat and crying loudly.
Deep in his eyes, a hint of red appeared faintly.
But in the end, he didn't get up. Instead, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the irritability and anger in his heart.
Amidst the children's unreasonable noise, Lu Baoyou's heart returned to calm again.
"Are you willing?"
A voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
Lu Baoyou's eyes suddenly opened!
He looked around, no one was talking to him in the dark car...
Lu Baoyou turned his head and looked at the car window beside him. In the reflection of the glass, his left eye had become as dark as ink at some point, and a human face was looming in his eyes.
That was the face of the member of the Church of Ancient God who blew himself up in the training camp.
"Who are you?" Lu Baoyou's eyes turned red and he growled.
"You can call me [Devil Boy], I'm from the Church of Ancient Gods." The voice sounded in Lu Baoyou's ears leisurely, "Don't be nervous, I'm just temporarily attaching my soul to your eyes, I can't
Manipulating your body won't be harmful to you, I'm just chatting with you by the way."
"I don't need to chat, get out!" Lu Baoyou's voice was a little louder, waking up the sleeping people around him. They looked at Lu Baoyou with somewhat incomprehensible expressions.
Lu Baoyou gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground, ran into the toilet, and locked the door behind his back.
He looked at his pitch-black left eye in the mirror, the redness in his eyes burning brighter and brighter, and the violent and fierce aura of a fallen angel emanating from it.
"Don't bother, you are just a rookie in the 'pool' realm. Even with the power of a fallen angel, you can't drive me away from your eyes." The demon boy sneered.
"What on earth do you want to do?!"
Lu Baoyou punched the mirror, shattering his reflection into pieces. The broken lens cut into his flesh, and blood flowed down his palm and fell drop by drop into the sink.
"Are you interested in joining the Church of the Ancient God?" The devil boy's voice was full of seductiveness, "Your potential should not be buried. The Night Watchmen are a group of rigid and stubborn narrow-minded people. It is impossible for people like you to integrate into them.
You are a demon with the power of a fallen angel, and you should stay where you belong... Come to the Church of the Ancient God, where everyone is of your kind.
No one will point fingers at your character, and no one will restrict your behavior because of ridiculous justice and morality. You can do whatever you want here, and we can even use the power of the church to help you kill Lin Qiye!"
"Haha." Lu Baoyou sneered when he heard these words, "So you want to get me to join the gang?"
"That's right."
"The Church of the Ancient Gods is the organization where... the useless person who was instantly killed by Lin Qiye with one move belongs?" Lu Baoyou had a mocking look on his lips.
Hearing these words, the demon boy's voice paused, and then he said solemnly: "Boy, you'd better be more respectful."
"Did I say something wrong?" Lu Baoyou stood up straight, "You mobilized such a large force to go to the training camp, but ended up in such an embarrassing end. You are not trash, who is the trash?"